"Your Excellency is perhaps too wary. How could this old man dare to harm you?" The old man spoke, skillfully stepping back two paces imperceptibly.
A trace of cold smirk surfaced on Fang Lin's face: "This place is clearly an array; there must be something suppressed beneath. Yet you said there are only three Extremely Yin Stones below. Do you think I would believe that?"
The moment the Millennial Corpse Ginseng heard this, it immediately showed a fierce look toward the old man, cursing rudely: "I've always felt this old bastard had no good intentions. Turns out he wanted to harm us. Damn it, let's just tear this old geezer apart right here."
The old man let out a heavy snort, and the dusky aura about him dispersed, to be replaced instead by an overwhelming and scorching breath.
The Flame Emperor's Body!
The Cultivation Technique once cultivated by the Flame Emperor himself, capable of forging such an Exercise Body, was once again exhibited by the old man after many years.
